what happens when the truth is revealed to us? when we climb through a window & are confronted with it? we as humans are experts at hiding out pain — costuming it, burying it, shapeshifting it, minimizing it... but carrying it nonetheless. i’m not sure yet if this film felt like setting it down, or picking it back up again. all i know is how it left me. confronted. like a haunted house you can’t escape.